Binx's version of "What to expect when you are expecting" - Part I

First 4 weeks

You might not realise that you are already pregnant at this point of time.  Hence, go about doing your daily routine as usual. If you are a coffee addict like yours truly, load up on your caffeine intake as much as you can!  As soon as you know that you are pregnant, you might feel guilty to indulge further. :p

Week 5 - 12

This is when the emotional (and hormonal) rollercoaster begins.

You might get a dose of the morning sickness by this time.  The queasy nauseous feeling constantly lingering at the back of your throat.  Constant trip to the loo is expected.

Try to eat small portion of meal even if you don't feel like you can swallow anything without throwing up.  Plain toast or dry crackers might be your only meal during these trying times.  It's ok, as long as you ARE eating.  Oh yeah, H2O is essential too.  Failing to drink, might cause you to end up in the emergency ward, hooked-up to the IV tube for hours or even days!  Trust me, you wouldn't want to be stuck in the hospital just to get hydrated.

You might feel tired most of the time during these few weeks.  Constant nap and good night sleep is very very essential.  If your partner's snores keeps you up at night, try to persuade him to sleep on the couch for at least during the week, so that you can have a good night rest to last you throughout the working day. 



to be continued....



binx: caffeine deprived....

When the stick turns positive!

Take a double look.... and redo the test again!

If you are still unsatisfied, go to the nearest GP and ask for an HcG test.

If it still says positive, then just sit back and wait for the nausea to kick-in!




binx: noah's getting a sibling!

Officially missing you....

All I hear is raindrops
Falling on the rooftop
Oh baby tell me why'd you have to go
Cause this pain I feel
It won't go away
And today I'm officially missing you

~ Tamia~


Getting melodramatic aren't we?
;)


Mr Judge left for Umrah last weekend.  It was his first trip away from home since Noah was born.  Unlike me, who had to abandon my 6 months old baby for a 5day business trip to Istanbul, Mr Judge had stuck around the house for the past 26 months.

Noah was all teary eyed when he saw his daddy off at the airport.  Being the drama king that he is, he even screamed "Daddy........!" with arms stretched out when he saw Mr Judge went down the escalator at the International Departure Hall.  When asked where is his daddy going, his only answer was, "Daddy go work... Allahhuakhbar" (siap with the hand up covering the ears - macam orang tengah azan)...

I thought Noah will be OK with his Daddy being away, since his Mummy is still around... However, I was dead wrong!  The first night, he woke up twice looking for his Daddy.  He even went out of the room into the hall searching for his Daddy... "Daddy, where are you!".  Sedih jugak tengok....

I actually took 2 days off work to spend time with my lil boy.  Thought of taking him to his favourite playland @ the Curve.  However, things didn't go exactly as planned and we only stayed at home.  I guessed he didn't mind it one bit as he had his Mummy all to himself for 2 whole days...

The moment he opened his eyes in the morning, he will be beaming from ear to ear and greeting me good morning and showering me with kisses.  And he will not stop beaming with joy throughout the 2 days... He will go.. "Mummy.....!" and hugged and kissed me... I guess it is true when they say that kids don't really need presents, all they need are your presence... I felt truly loved!  If only it can be a permanent arrangement for me not to go to work kan......


Today, Mummy is back at work.... However, she left her heart and soul back at home.... *sigh*




binx: caffeine deprived....

hello.....!

OMG....!  It's been ages since I have updated this space.


Yes, I am still alive. 
No, I was not that busy until I've neglected this blog...
Just that I didn't know how to continue to write like I used to.


However, I am back....
Refreshed...
Reenergized....
and ready to start again.

I am welcoming 2012 with a positive spirit...
Insyaallah will be starting a new venture with Mr. Judge and my mom soon.
Do pray that what we are pursuing going to be a reality.



All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.
Walt Disney

3 years...

Despite the ups and downs that we have been through, I still look forward to spend many many more with you...



binx: *sentimental mode on*

Priceless Moments

My baby has reached another milestone - he is now 18 months old!

Things that he loves to do now:-

- kick ball around the house (macam professional football player tuh!)

- brush his 4 tiny teeth before bed every night (he would head towards the bathroom without being asked)

- laugh uncontrollably out loud

- make sounds every time we pass all the billboards from Kota Damansara to TTDI (he memorises the billboards coz he would make the sound even before we pass that particular billboard)

- bully his mama tok & mak long everyday

- watch the movies - Rio, Tarzan & Wall-E for days in a row!

- crunch ice cubes with his 4 tiny teeth


Here are some priceless Noah moments:

- I was singing along to a song while driving back from picking Noah up from Mom's place and suddenly heard Noah's tiny voice imitating my "ku..............." with his mouth siap muncung and his head goyang-goyang.  And when he noticed me noticing him (macam caught him in the act), he burst out laughing.... comel giler ok...

- While pregnant with Noah, I ate lots of durians despite all the warnings people gave me - nanti baby panas la yada yada yada... So I automatically assumed that he would take a liking to the fruit like I do la kan...  However, when his Mamatok gave him a taste of the durian fruit yesterday, he scrunched up his face and shook his face "nanak! nanak!"... Siap gosok-gosok his nose with his arms ok as if to get rid of the strong smell... We are talking about the boy that would eat just about everything that his Mamatok offers him ok...Looks like he won't be joining his mummy and daddy for our durian fest anytime soon laa...


I am so looking forward to many more priceless moments to come...  Our days are never dull with this cheeky boy around....

binx: muuuuuaaaaaaahssss......

Confession of an unsatisfied DIL

Ok before I start renting, I would like to say that I love my in-laws (ILs).  They welcome me to their family with open heart and treat me like their own daughter.

However, I am really frustrated by the fact that we have to go back to my ILs every single weekend! 

We work 5 days a week and weekend is the time we kick back and rest, after we clean up the house, do the laundry & ironing of course.

I can safely say that since we had Noah, we have been going back to my ILs every single weekend (except maybe 3-4 times where I managed to come up with excuses not to go back).  It is really taxing for us to be rushing back on Friday nights and coming back to our house on Sunday nights (usually after 10p.m.).

Why do we go back?  Coz Noah is their 1st grandson and they wish to see him every weekend. And coz MIL refuse to learn the way to our house so we have to go back.

Our phones will be ringing/beeping with sms by Friday night with MIL asking what time we will be arriving that night.  Or if we don't get anything from her on Friday night, it will be the 1st thing Saturday morning.  I am not kidding you!

I think this arrangement has got to stop before I go beserk!

Let me tell you what happened last weekend.

We went to IKEA last Friday night for dinner and to get some stuffs for the house.  Half way through dinner, Mr Judge got a call from MIL asking us what time we will be arriving.  So, the good son replied that we will be arriving slightly late as we are out for dinner.  Once arrived at the ILs, MIL asked us what took us so long to arrive and pitty that the grandson had fallen asleep (we arrived close to 11 p.m.).  Shortly after we had settled down, MIL announced that she won't be around the next day (Saturday) coz she has classes and other programmes at her uni.

That was a blow to me.  I mean, if you are not going to be around, why rush us to go back early.  You could have told us to come Saturday evening instead rite?  But that was not the worse part....

Saturday evening, MIL casually announced that she has classes the next day!  WOW!  Talk about sellfishness... I mean, if you are not going to be around at all during the weekend, why ask us to come in the 1st place.  She could have just told us to come over for dinner (we would have obliged to it gladly coz there were tons of laudry waiting to be washed at home).

I was seriously bengang last weekend.  I was not angry at her for wanting to see her grandson, but I was angry that she didn't think of us and that we also have our own seperate lives to go back to.  If she thought about it all, she would understand when we say that we have chores to finish before we can go back to see her.  She would understand when on certain weekends, we just want to stay home and rest.

Call me a bad DIL... but will you feel the same way if you are in my shoe?




binx: *sigh*